Everyone is beautiful and my Vivian was no less. She stands out in a crowd ,if only you have the eye to see what's called 'natural beauty'.
And if you don't have that eye, like that stupid best friend of mine, then a little makeover can surely help.
Go my Viv , you were going to make hearts flutter and heads turn back today.
Just trust in yourself!My Angel!
I am with you.....your Sophie is with you......always.
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She looks at herself in the mirror. Making anxiety to hit again.
She looks beautiful.She knows it.
But she lacks that confidence now. The stares bother her, instead of making her feel confident.
They are not stares of encouragement, instead they are of envy and hatred.
Making her more conscious of herself.
"You can do it Vivian! Trust in yourself"
Taking a deep breath and looking at her green eyes in the mirror one last time,she nods and turns around.
Opening the vanity door. She steps outside to feel the humid winds hit her face.
Holding up the dress in her hands ,with feet still bare.
She makes her way towards the beach.
The chatter and chaos ended. As the staff stopped talking to look at her.
Some nudged others to make them turn around.
Warmness rushed to her cheeks, making a natural blush to come on her cheeks. It's redness complimenting the red colour of her dress.
She gives them all a small nervous smile, proceeding forward.
Towards the director who was talking to Ethan.
Ethan's back was on her as the director's eyes drift from him to the beauty making her way towards them.
The conversation long forgotten ,as he spoke just one word in surprise.
"Bellissima"
Ethan's eyes furrow in confusion, to only turn around to look at the centre of everyone's attention.
What he saw, making his throat to run dry and his heart to thud rapidly in his chest.
Fuc*!
Was the only thing he could say,as his brown eyes made contact with her shy green ones and he got lost in them for a second.
She was beautiful. He knew it before...but this beautiful?
Damn man ! It was a direct hit on his manhood.
He couldn't stop looking at her like everyone else.
Taking her from top to bottom. Eyes lingering a bit longer on the long slit and her long legs, to only have him shake his head and turn his back on her again.
He can't look at her...the memories...the goodtimes...their first night.
They played in his brain and he tried his best to control himself.
"I am ready. Sir."
Her voice! Dammit! It short circuited his damaged senses completely. And the word Sir...how he wished she will say at again...
Control dammit! What are you thinking!
He cursed himself to only look at Director Roberts whose attitude towards her changed completely.
Offering her his palm,he held her hand and placed a soft kiss on her knuckles.
"The dress looks perfect on you, Bella"
Ethan could see the directors eyes darkening, as he looked at her with something more than adoration.
His fists clenching as he couldn't stop himself from warning him.
"smettila di desiderarla, Robert"
( Stop lusting over her ,Robert"
Robert couldn't help, leave her hand and look back at Ethan's cold eyes.
Answering him back with a cocky smile.
"non puoi biasimarmi, guardala"
( You can't blame me. Just look at her?"
Ethan just rolls his eyes, proceeding to sit on his seat. Asking everyone to begin as it was late already.
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"Yes...nice! Move you leg a bit higher! Yes perfect!"
The director said making more of her thigh to visible from the slit. While she smiles nervously at the camera.
Ethan's fist tighten as he stared at her longer. The camera taking in every bit of her detail , zooming in at different places.
"Smile naturally girl. Don't look tensed. You are doing great!"
He can't refute that. She looked worried and afraid of something.
Her hands trembled a bit ,eyes taking in the water surrounding her.
Robert sighs, speaking lowly.
"The girl looks conscious. Other than that, the photos are perfect!"
Ethan doesn't says anything. Continuing to stare at her.
Her eyes...they told him the truth. She was actually afraid of water.
Running his hand through his hair, he sighs and leans back on his seat.
His next words surprising everyone.
" I will join this shoot with her. Make it a couple shoot."
"Are....are you sure Ethan? You rarely shoot with the models."
Ethan just sighs and gets up. Looking back at the director one last time.
"Make this an exception."
"You know well how I only settle at perfection."
He nods smiling at him. Looking around to order a errand boy.
"Go and arrange for Sir's clothes."
Robert said to only make Ethan stop him.
"No need"
Removing his shirt,he brings his beautiful toned chest to display making the girls to gawk at him in desire.
While Robert chuckles at this.
"When you have a body like that, what's the need for a shirt anyways"
Ethan just nods, going towards Vivian as Robert exclaims from behind him in excitement.
"They are gonna look perfect!"
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She can't help it. She hopes the pictures don't capture her fears,for she was scared shitless right now.
Everytime the wave, hits the rock to touch her feet.
She can't help feel conscious.
Her hands were ice cold as she gulps and tries to pose again.
"Smile naturally girl! You are doing great!"
Not only the water,her fears of her makeup skills failing to not hide her scar in the camera , were making anxiety to hit her insides.
The cameras surrounding her and everyone looking at her, not helping her.
How much she wished to just run from there and hide in her room. Alone...away from everyone's stare.
But she can't.
Running away from your fears is not the solution to them. It only worsens them.
"Okay cut! A break for 5 minutes."
And that's when she breathes heavily. Sitting down on the rock right there...not going to the beach as she will need to cross the water for it.
The staff runs towards her, with the make up team leading again.
"Ma'am we need to touch up!"
She just shows them her hand. Moving her head in a no.
"No...its fine...I...."
"But the director insists..."
"I don't need it! Why don't you get it!"
The girls look at each other. Calling her rude and disrespectful. But she doesn't mind. In hell will she let them touch her face...
Cleaning the sweat on her forehead, she closes her eyes to only hear the make up girl talk about someone.
"Oh my God! Is he coming this way?"
"Damn girl look at those abs!"
"My my I am gonna get a heart attack!"
Confused Vivian opens her eyes to see the devil walking towards her looking smoking hot like a model.
She couldn't help herself.
Her gaze wanders over his body, which was way more toned and perfected than she last remembers.
To finally stop at those brown eyes which were hardened,set at her.
Looking down ,she immediately broke their eye contact.
"Let's begin!"
The director said and she found her anxiety returning. Holding the rock,she manages to stand up.
Everyone leaves except for him.
Getting on top of the small rock on which she stood. He continues to stare at her.
"What...what are you doing here?"
She asks to only make his jaw harden. He steps forward and she couldn't help ,stagger back a bit.
The deep sea below,staring back at her.
"Sta..y away...I...."
He doesn't stop. Moving another step forward,their fronts almost touch when she shrieks in surprise to only loose her balance.
"Ahhhhh"
She was going to fall back, the fear making her heart to almost stop when a firm grip on her waist pulled her back.
Making her front to flush against his chest and an arm to coil around her waist protectively.
He scoffs, looking down at her hues of green.
"You can't even stand straight without falling"
She was too lost to interpret his words. Lost in their contact. She felt the sparks igniting. Did he felt them too?
Her cold palms resting on his chest, the warmness from his body engulfing her in it.
"Perfect!"
The director exclaims and it took her few seconds to interpret. Looking at the director and back at him with mouth hanging open, she couldn't believe her eyes.
He was shooting. And that also with her?
"Close your mouth and fuc**** smile at me."
He says ,with eyes narrowed.Staring at her lips and creases appearing on his forehead.
He was angry...beyond angry. But at what? She couldn't understand.
Closing her mouth and gulping,she tries to smile. Eyes not daring to look up at his hatred filled ones.
His grip on her waist tightens and next she knows,he moves closer.
A zoo of butterflies got released in the pit of her stomach.
While a sigh leaves his lips as his nose almost touch hers.
"Look up into my eyes"
He commands and she couldn't help oblige. Her scared green eyes finally meeting his cold brown ones.
"Now Vivian lift up your leg and make an inverted v with it! Ethan! Keep her steady by placing your left hand on her thigh.!"
The pose itself,made her insides scream in anxiety. The fear of water returning.
Her jelly legs managed to move a bit but she struggled,too afraid to fall.
"Come on Vivian. Higher!"
Her breath rugged as she struggled. Beads of sweat covering her forehead.
"Higher! This will not do Vivian! Come on try!"
"I... can't"
She said in a low voice.
Making a nerve on Ethan's forehead to throb in impatience.
He could see her struggling, Her fears and lack of trust on him getting on his nerves.
She didn't trusted him enough that he will not let her fall.
She doubted him.
And this alone made him angry.
Her closeness and her scent, already messing with his brain. His grip on her naked waist tightening....he couldn't control it any longer...he wanted to do so many unholy things to her.
He wanted to fuc* her like he has before ..he wanted to kiss those lips that wobbled in fear....he wanted to make love to her her.
But he couldn't....his brain and heart were at logger heads and the longer they stayed like this...the more difficult it was for him to control it.
"Fuc* it!"
Was all he said,when he was at the brink of loosing control.
Grabbing her thigh in a tight grip,he lifts it higher making a scream to leave her lips.
Tilting back her body,he lets her long hair flow with the wind as he lowers himself on her.
His grip on her waist firm as he breathed next to her lips.
Making her scared eyes to look back at him.
Clicks are heard in the background but for a second or two, they don't matter.
Not to them atleast.
Oblivious of everything
They were too lost in each other's world's.
"Andddd Perfecto!! Bravooo!"
The crowd cheers at the perfect picture but they don't break the pose.
Looking at her lips Ethan was debating, fighting his heart that was beating faster for her.
While she couldn't help get lost in his minty breath on her lips.
This felt like heaven to them.
But only for few seconds.
A strong wave hits them unexpectedly....making the water drops to land on their face..... Reminding them of the past that they both can't forget.
It felt like she called them.
Like Sophie talked to them... through the language of these waves.
And that was it.
The love in Ethan's eyes changes to hate in an instant and he moves back from her, like her touch burned him.
Without his support she stumbles again to only hold onto the rock and stop herself from falling.
But Ethan doesn't bother.
Coming down from the rock,and without exchanging another word with her or looking back at her.
He leaves the shoot , running his hand through his hair and cursing himself.
"Dammit! What was I even thinking!"
While she stares at his back. Lost and dejected. Feeling his rejection yet again.
Her heart sinks seeing the hate she saw in his eyes and she couldn't help look back at the infinite sea and whisper with lost hope in her eyes.
"Why did you left us Sophie?"
"Why?"